[Spoken Interlude: Uncle Dane & FUNKe]
*Door opens*
Hey, yeah
Who the fuck is letting themself into my room?
Alright, it's time to sing some songs
Oh, fuck! Fuck, shit!
Hey, Dane
Hey man, I'm ready to do this, I'm so pumped
Yeah, I bet you are
Let's go, let's uh, make a mixtape
Listen Dane, I'm doing this thing where I write my own verses over beats and it's really only just me singing
What?
I'm not really doing cameos (What?)
So I don't have a place for you—
Yo this is bullshit!
Oh my God! I didn't— I di—
You know how much I moved my schedule around for this?!
I'm sor—, I didn't plan out ahead like that
Come on! No, this is not okay!
Oh, Jesus Christ! I'm sor—, where did you even get a cardboard box from?!
I'm a really busy person!
You're—, oh, oh you're a busy person?!
I can't be wasting my time!
What were you even doing before you came here?!
I was uh, I was playing Smash Bros.
Yeah, "busy work" I bet
You know what? Fine!
Oh, you're leaving?
Whatever man
Bye!
I hope your mixtape bombs
Oh whatever
Chump
*Door slammed shut*